The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 83

With a confident step, a beautiful woman came to the Blue Diamond company, the office of Rama Suryanata.

The smile never faded at the corners of his lips. With a small bag in her hand, the woman passed by and entered the elevator, heading straight for the seventh floor.

A beautiful woman stood welcoming, as she was close to the door of the young Boss' room.

"Sir Rama is in the room?" Ask the woman politely.

"Sorry, have you had an appointment before?" Ask the formally dressed woman politely.

"Not yet." Respond gracefully.

"I'm sorry, then you can't meet Mr. Rama." Refuse the woman gently.

"But there's something important I'm going to say." She still gave her reasons to get in.

"I'm sorry, again I said, if you don't make an appointment first, then you can't meet him." Now Rama's new secretary resists the woman firmly. And that makes Marissa a little emotional.

"Well, I won't force it. But please tell Mr. Rama, Marissa's waiting outside." Now the tone of speech has begun to be unfriendly in hearing.

Marissa. It seemed like Tania, Rama's new secretary, had heard of the name before. The woman tried to remember. Ah, yes, he remembers now. Marissa was the secretary before she worked here. Marissa, the secretary just suddenly resigned yes with a less plausible reason. Ivan once told him that.

Tania is Ivan's cousin. It just so happened that he applied for a job at Blue Diamond and was accepted after passing the selection and interview. And he just found out that Ivan, his cousin also works here.

"Why are you still dumb?" Marissa's voice made Tania flinch from her daydream.

"I'm sorry, I can't." Tania is still trying to do her job well.

"Listen, I will not leave here, before I meet with Mr. Rama. And one more thing, I will make sure, you will lose your new job you started. If you don't tell Mr. Rama, I'm waiting for him." Ancan Marissa's.

Tania seems worried, but if so, it means that there is something important that Marissa will tell Rama.

"All right, wait a minute." Tania finally said.

Tania immediately contacted Rama through an intercom connection. Report to his superior, if there are guests waiting outside.

"Please, Mr. Rama is waiting inside." Tania said after the call ended.

Without a word, Marissa went into Rama's room with pride. It was as if she was the most influential woman here.

"Good day, Mr. Rama." Marissa said as she drew closer to Rama's desk.

She walked in, without even knocking on the door. And now, he was standing right before Ramah.

"Just tell me, what are you doing here?" Rama ketus. Apparently the man did not want to make small talk.

"Patience first, dong." Marissa seemed to reach into the bag that had been held earlier.

A rectangular box, he placed it right on Rama's desk. Rama only saw a red box with a pink ribbon on it, with no intention of touching it at all.

"What's this?" Rama asked with a look of annoyance.

"Open up, dong." Marissa said in a slightly seductive tone.

"No need to make small talk, say it quickly." Sentak Rama's. The man clenched his hands tightly, trying to control his emotions.

I heard a breath coming from Marissa's mouth. It seemed that the woman relented, and took the box she had placed on the table.

"Well, if you don't want to open it. Let me help you."

The former secretary even called me you in a call, as if their relationship was very close. The woman slowly opened the ribbon knot on top of the box and opened it slowly.

"Look at it." Marissa put the box back in front of Rama.

A photo of the ultrasound and a pregnancy test. Rama was still silent, not intending to touch her. Even his two neutrals stared intently at the woman before him.

"What's this?" Rama knitted both his eyebrows sharply.

Marissa's hand was stretched out again to pick up the thing she had just put down.

"This.tool to check for pregnancy." Marissa held the thing in her hand.

"I did a pregnancy test, because I felt something was strange. Moreover, I don't get monthly guests." Marissa's face looked sad.

Rama watched what the woman was doing.

"And you know, the result is positive. I'm pregnant." Now a drop of clear hair fell on the woman's cheek.

"And yesterday, I had a check-up with the doctor. And as a result.I'm really pregnant." Marissa looked down lethargic. His back was seen going up and down withstanding the sobbing.

"I don't want anything, I just...." Isakan is heard again.

"I just.I.I.m...I...." And the stuffing gets louder in the ears. Even the woman's face was wet with tears.

Rama further tightened his fist, until the muscle strokes around his hand were clearly visible.

"I. I just want.this child." Rama's reflexes looked over with a sharp look.

"Acknowledged status?" Rama's Birthday.

"Yes, I want, this kid recognized his status. I'm not asking for anything with you. I just want a confession to this kid." Marissa said with great emphasis.

"What confession do you mean?"

"Confession from his real father." Rama looked at Marissa questioningly. If this is true, the woman is wrong.

"Baby? Don't be so twisted. Tell me what you want to say. And then get out of here."

"This child, your biological child. Fetus in my womb your son, Rama." Marissa said confidently, making Rama round his eyes when he heard Marissa's words.

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Many times Hasna saw the clock circling her wrist. Lunch time has even passed thirty-five minutes, but guests in Rama's room do not go out. Even Rama's secretary said goodbye to him for lunch twenty minutes ago.

The woman seemed to hesitate if she forced her way inside. It would be very disturbing if the guest inside was an important guest of her husband. But if it's past lunchtime it will be very long.

Hasna moved from her seat. If the one inside was indeed an important guest, then she would be willing to go home and just give lunch to her husband. He could have called, but his phone was left in the car seat.

His right hand was stretched out to open the door of Rama's room. Sayup-sayup heard a voice that was simple to each other. Not about the discussion, but more about two people who are in a dispute.

There was a woman standing right in front of Rama's table, turned her back to the door. Long-haired woman with knee-length floral dress.

"I swear it." Say that woman. His voice was not foreign.

Rama looks to review his smirk smile. The man was really fed up with the female theatrics before him.

"Save that vow. Because I'll never believe it." Sarcas Rama.

"I'm telling you the truth. I'm not lying, Rama." The woman's speech was half-screaming which was interspersed with a sobbing sound.

Hasna had no idea what the two of them were arguing about. But there seems to be a mistake that her husband has made, but what?

The shady-eyed woman still lingered in her position. His heart was agitated. Why did he suddenly feel, if what he later heard was not a good thing.

"Have you finished saying this unimportant thing? If so, get out of here." It was heard that Rama drove away the woman who was his guest.

"You're telling me this isn't important? Where's your conscience?" Marissa pointed right at Rama's face.

"Consciousness?" Rama smiled mockingly.

"What conscience do you mean? Even I'm not sure myself, if a woman like you has a conscience." Sarcas Rama.

"Enough, Rama. Enough." Marissa raised her right hand in front of Rama.

"Enough. You can insult me all you want, but you need to remember one thing, me. is the woman who is pregnant with your child. Your flesh's blood." Marissa pointed at herself and Rama in turn.

Deg

Hasna repelled both her neutrals. And the hands that covered his open mouth. Suddenly, oxygen seemed difficult for him to breathe. Her chest feels tight. No way, he must have misheard just now.

"Don't talk to you just like that." Rama.

"I'm not talking recklessly. This is your son, Rama. Your son." The woman was convincing. Even his voice again sounded vibrating withstanding the sobbing.

No, he was not wrong to listen to the words of the woman who was fighting with Rama. She clearly heard that she was pregnant with Rama's son, her husband. What does all this mean?

Brucks

Hasna accidentally dropped her luggage. And that made the attention of the two people who were struggling turned towards him.

"Ha...Hasna." - Rama.

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sorry late up

may I be entertained